Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 3937
The woman is also a bit embarrassed, on the one hand, she is worried about her son's injury, and on the other hand, this mouse oil works, she has used it before, but her son may not...

However, Dasun and the others have good intentions, how should I say this?

Just when Mu Zichuan's mother and son were both in a difficult situation, Yang Ruoqing, who was cleaning up the stove over there, turned around and said to Da Sun: "Auntie, you should keep your rat oil for now, Zi Chuan!" For the situation, you need to use burn ointment, I have it there, I will go and get it for him, it is easy to use and does not leave any scars."

She walked over here, and when she passed by Mu Zichuan, she deliberately stopped, and said, "Go and change your clothes first, I will deliver the medicine in a while."

The Mu family's mother and son looked at Yang Ruoqing gratefully, Yang Ruoqing smiled slightly, turned around and left quickly.

When Yang Ruoqing took the scald ointment and returned to Lao Mu's house, Bao Suyun and Dasun's Wang Cuilian had already cleaned up the kitchen, and pulled all the wet firewood to the yard outside to dry.

The mouth of the stove was cleaned again and sprinkled with dry plant ash.

Sun, on the other hand, stayed with Zi Chuanniang in the room, saying comforting words there to soothe Zi Chuanniang's worried mood.

Not seeing Mu Zichuan.

"Mother, godmother, I came back with the medicine, where is Zi Chuan?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

"I'm changing clothes, I'm afraid I haven't changed yet." Sun said.

Zi Chuanniang looked up at Yang Ruoqing, and said, "Qing'er, I'm sorry for your trouble, I know his temper, but he's still picking and choosing after he's like this, hey!"

"It's because of your aunt's kindness, but Ke Zichuan..."

Sun interrupted Zi Chuanniang and said, "Don't say that, everyone has their own little temper."

"It's not just your family's Zichuan, but my family's Da'an is also like this. Once it got burnt by accident, and he was unwilling to wipe the rat oil. He said it was too cruel, and it also had a fishy smell. ..."

Yang Ruoqing also smiled and said: "It's not just them, I am also very afraid of mice, I feel hairy when I see them, this is beyond my control."

At this moment, there was the sound of the door opening from the east room opposite.

Yang Ruoqing quickly stopped the topic and said: "Mother, godmother, Zi Chuan Xu has changed his clothes, I'll go over and deliver medicine to him first."

"Okay, you go." Zi Chuan Niang said.

Looking at Yang Ruoqing's leaving figure, Zi Chuanniang said to Sun: "Thanks to Qing'er who is busy coming and going here, like a backbone, if Qing'er is not here, and I can't do it while lying on the bed, I doubt it." That stupid son of mine will mess up the house, and won't even know it's burning!"

Mrs. Sun smiled and said: "She is your daughter-in-law, so she should serve you here."

Zi Chuanniang said: "Back then, it might have been better if I had given birth to a daughter like Qing'er. I dare not say anything else. At least the family's daughter, son-in-law, grandson and granddaughter are lively and lively."

"Look at me, I gave birth to a son. I have worked so hard to bring him up, and he has obtained a high degree of fame, but now I can't help myself. I haven't married yet at thirty,"

"I asked him to buy a few maids to take care of him. This child seems to have a eccentricity. Let alone touch other women, he doesn't even look at them."

"It's only now that I've landed in the current situation. Let alone cooking a meal, I can't even start the fire. How can I feel at ease? I can't rest in peace even if I close my eyes, hey!"

Speaking of this, Niang Zichuan felt sad in her heart, and she regretted that she should not have just blindly forced Mu Zichuan to study and learn.

He was reluctant to ask him to do other jobs, even such trivial tasks as sweeping the floor, for fear of distracting him and taking up his study time.

Up to now, I have read the book, and I am very capable when I am an official outside.

But living at home, he is a useless person who stretches out his hands for clothes and opens his mouth for food.

Now he also wants to learn to do it, but he can't learn it for a while, the more anxious he is, the more self-defeating he is.

"It's my fault, it's all my fault. It's me who raised and disabled a good-looking son. I deserve what I've fallen into today. I've done it to myself, and I've screwed Zi Chuan!" Niang Zi Chuan burst into tears.

In the east room.

Mu Zichuan sat on the teacher's chair behind the desk, and his burned hand was placed on the desk in front of him, with a large area of ​​redness and swelling on it.

Yang Ruoqing stood in front of him, bent slightly, and was carefully applying the medicine for him.

After the medicine was applied to the hands, a layer of icy coldness spread immediately, and the unspeakable burning sensation from before dissipated little by little.

In the breath, there are still traces of fragrance, which makes people feel relaxed and happy, clearing the heart and improving eyesight.

"I'm such a waste, I can't even start a fire, and I almost set the stove on fire, what a shame!"

After feeling more comfortable in his hands, Mu Zichuan began to blame himself.

Yang Ruoqing's eyes still stayed on the back of his hand, and she smiled lightly without raising her head when she heard the words: "You can't say that, there is a first time for everything, if you don't know it, just go learn it, once can't do twice, twice Go back and forth three times, no one is born ready to start a fire."

Mu Zichuan nodded, feeling that Yang Ruoqing's words made sense.

"Qing'er, will you look down on me because of what happened today, and think I'm a good-for-nothing?" Mu Zichuan asked again.

Hearing this, Yang Ruoqing's hands paused, and she couldn't help turning her head to look at him.

In his eyes, there was cautiousness and a bit of apprehension.

Not at all like a 30-year-old man who has achieved fame.

It's not like the eloquent and eloquent Daqi's youngest prime minister and head of civil servants who are full of knowledge when it comes to governing the country.

In front of him, he is like a little boy who just did something wrong, fragile, sensitive, and inferior.

It was as if a word or judgment from her could send him to heaven or send him to hell.

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and said with a gentle smile, "Why, you're talking stupid again."

"I think back then, when Tang Yazi helped me for the first time, I was also in charge. He stuffed the firewood, and it turned out to be a lot of jokes."

Hearing this, Mu Zichuan showed some curiosity, "Oh, could it be that he almost set the stove on fire?"

Yang Ruoqing shook her head: "That's not true, but at the beginning, I didn't cooperate very well with me. When a big fire was needed, he couldn't keep up with the fire, and the fried peanuts were so soft."

"But when I was about to collect the soup, he couldn't suppress the fire in time, so he burned the fish several times, hehehe..."

Speaking of this, she seemed to have returned to that time again, and she couldn't help laughing, and there were joyful things in her eyes and brows.

Mu Zichuan listened with relish, and couldn't help laughing a couple of times.

It seems that this kind of embarrassing thing is not done by myself, even someone like Feng Tang who commands thousands of troops has done it, hehe, now I have company.

(End of this chapter)